"Have you ever watched a favourite movie with a friend—only to spend most of the time watching your friend from the corner of your eye to make sure they are watching the movie? And bloody heck what is their phone even doing in their hand? And then you see them glancing at the cursed thing during precisely the wrong bit—the part where it’s all subtext and suspense and subtlety and knowingness and meaningful micro-expressions and hidden symbols and artful juxtaposition—and, what? They’re now texting. Texting. What the actual? ‘I can pause it if you like?’ you say, passively, with a frostiness to match the gravity of the situation. ‘Nah it’s fine!’ they say, all merry-like. Galling, yes?* Well, anyhoo—this ‘foomo’ happens to me too.° And it’s fun to catch myself in the process of experiencing it."